Greensburg High School - Brown and White Yearbook (Greensburg, PA)

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Faculty Roll Call You fear you re bound to a e an A 4 L E31 ,,' if Z2 The teachers push you till some day X C , ui f ll 11 A . D eff J wav! Fourth Row f Mr. Bauer, Mrs. Schoepf, Mr. Demoise, Miss Barron, Mr. Bartges, Miss Hovis, Miss Sloan, Mr. I-Ienninger, Mr. Seaton, Miss Barnhart, Mr. Benson, Miss Porter, and Mr. Moser. Third Row-Mr. Burrell, Miss Keener, Miss Nicewonger, Mr. Shields, Miss Whalen, Miss Fischer, Miss Feightner, Miss Stewart, Miss Wirsing, Miss McFeaters, Miss Cross, Miss McCormick, Mr. Martz, and Miss Waina, Second Row - Miss Hudson, Miss Day, Miss Keim, Mr. Stahle, Miss Best, Miss Neale, Mr. Davis, Mr. Herr, Miss Agon, Miss Walthour, Miss Young, and Miss Johnston. First Row -Mr. Marsh, Miss Morgan, Mr. Wolf, Miss Winstone, Mr. Wesbecher, Miss McFarland, Mr. Gensbigler, Miss Clark, Mr. Landis, Miss Null, Mr. Downey, and Miss Fisher. Administration . . . Mr. Gensbigler, who is always ready to give friendly counsel . . . Miss McFarland, who knows too many of our secret sins. Art . . . Mrs. Schoepf, who draws our future artists. Commercial . . . Mr. Burrell, who once trod the boards of Broadway . . . Miss Keener, Ruth Gensbigler's big sister . . . Miss Keim, who can always pack sixty-one students into twenty-nine seats . . . Miss Null, who remembers everyone's birthday . . . Mr. Seaton, a bene- dict of 1937 . . . Miss Sloan, the lady of a thousand laughs. English . . . Miss Barnhart, who returned to continue her straight A record . . . Miss Barron, who loathes the sight of jaws in motion . . . Mr. Downey, who really accomplishes what he sets out to do.. . Miss Fischer, who traveled to foreign lands . . . Miss Fisher, a cheerful person who smiles most of the time . . . Miss Hudson, who simply won't have her picture taken . . . Miss Johnston, a Scotchman whose name is spelled with a 't' please . . . Miss Porter, whose patience seems never to reach the breaking point . . . Miss Walthour, a lady of im- maculate tastes and habits . . . Miss Wineman, who is both teacher and member of her home room. History . . . Mr. Benson, a profound philosopher who wrote a book on the subject . . . Miss Feightner, our faithful senior sponsor . . . Miss Hovis, who graduates this year to become a private secretary . . . Miss Mc- Cormick, who possesses a pair of turbulent canines . . . Miss McFeaters, who conducts court trials with trial courts . . . Miss Nicewonger, who loves to drive cars and witness sports contests . . . Mr. Shields, who knows thousands of true CTD war tales . . . Miss Wirsing, the statistician of our faculty. Home Economics . . . Miss Day, the perfect hostess . . . Miss Morgan, whose poise and clothes are a superb ad for her department . . . Miss Waina, who infec- tiously effuses enthusiasm. Industrial Arts . . . Mr. Bauer, newly crcwned king of small-game hunters . . . Mr. Herr, the factotum of the faculty . . . Mr. Davis, possessor of a really fine tenor voice. ' Language . . . Miss Agon, who would make genuine Frenchmen of us all . . . Miss Cross, who soundly seconds her motion . . . Miss Neale, a veritable fashion plate from Vogue . . . Miss Stewart, who knows her pupils better than they do themselves . . . Miss Whalen, an Irish wit that always appreciates a good joke. Librarian . . . Miss Clark, who chases 1500 students for 7000 books. Mathematics . . . Mr. Henninger, the man with that southern drawl . . . Mr. Wesbecher, a gentleman who coaches and a coach who is a gentleman . . . Miss Young, a math lady among math men. Music . . . Mr. Viggiano-our loss is Springfield's gain. Physical Ed . . . Mr. Marsh, who coaches our grapplers . . . Miss Winstone, who trains America's sweethearts. Science . . . Miss Best, who has stored away answers for any pupil's excuses . . . Mr. Demoise, who aspires to be a Doctor of Science . . . Mr. Landis, who so ably guides our Student Council . . . Mr. Moser, the most unassuming coach we ever knew . . . Mr. Stahle, Pro- fessor of the Future Mathematicians of America . . Mr. Wolfe, who still enjoys a certain brand of candy. Vocational Arts . . . Mr. Bartges, who is always ac- companied by his litlte farmerette daughter . . . Mr. Martz, who would take us all back to the farm . page fwelvr

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More Adm1n1strat1on This spot s the fortress ol our school 4 5-mlb l A-.Am lbs wise and genial but hard to fool. I - What shall I take? . . . Can I graduate in June? . . . Did you find my book? . . . How can I pay my bus fare? . . . Shall I stop school and take the job? . . . Can you do anything for this sore eye? . . . And so it goes all day long! Magical insight must combine with plain common sense fthe most uncommon thing in the worldl if any- one is to answer all these questions . . . It can not be denied that these qualities are well combined in Miss McFarland, the confessor of our school, whose judgment, though it is not always absolution, continually has behind it the wit necessary to express itself in an oratory no student can forget. Nature has made occupation a necessity to usg society makes it a dutyg habit may make it a pleasure . . . With this in mind Mr. Gensbigler, behind a door marked private, discusses occupations with students, and seeks page vlf rm .,,., to give vocational guidance to many whose uncertainty with regard to their desires and abilities makes the selection of a life task hazardous . . . If, perchance, he thinks you will be a trustworthy ally, he may delve into his pocket, produce a piece of luscious chocolate candy and share it with you. Who can forget that little square of cork which Miss Hammer constantly plastered with cartoons portray- ing humorous incidents in everyday life? . . . Or the galaxy of elephants which continue to march undaunted across her desk even after their crushing defeat November third? . . . Who will ever forget that the chief motif of all her ornaments was green, in hu ble homage to her godfather, St. Patrick . . . Now leg it may seem that Miss Hammer is no more than the Ed Wynn of the office, we must remind you of the countless letters she types, the personal and school records she compiles, and the many messages she relays from parents to pupils. Miss Roehrig is the newest member of our office staff . . . She might well be called the monitor of our school . . . She compiles the list of those who were absent fill, strayed, or loafingjg secures information with regard to new books, lost books, and fined books in our libraryg and collects many notices . . . All this valuable information she publishes in our daily bulletin. What more candid epithet could be applied to our office than that of a visitor who, while waiting to see Mr. Gensbigler, commented to Miss McFarland5 I've been in many high school offices, but I never have been in one in which such a fine feeling exists between the personnel of the office and the students.

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f 1 Library Service Books large, books small, books short, books tall gs A book for one, and books for all. , . i-gig' I ' lilly . -I L gig will Q '15 ' lR..?.-bi 1 T!! ,7 - .--- -Y P' -4-sq If ' QI 2 ll f Ill 4 if 5 - - J-- f I , ..., . - - a 1 , . lf . 0' . . R, Hilfe ,gp 3.25921 1 , ff The library is a mecca for those who seek Food for the soul . . . It successfully sees to it that the intellectual teeth of its readers get a chance to bite into a wide va- riety of information ranging from daily news to the works of Shakespeare and Chaucer One of the library's un- sung virtues is its thorough collection of magazine and newspaper articlesfa real tribute to the diligence of Miss Clark and Miss Lackey. No wonder that the librarians are kept busy from eight until four! To circulate 29,925 books, 8,738 periodicals, 5,787 clippings, and 1,141 pictures is no small item of work . . . Statistics show that this was the record for 1935-36 . . . The tastes of 1700 students are not so easily satisfied . . . There are still those who thrive well on Black Beauty while there are others whose sophis- ticated tastes have soared to Gone with the Wind . The ultimate aim, however, is not to supply reference books and hand out information, but rather to en- courage self-education by rich, interesting reading . . . Here is a rendezvous for the boy and girl who can find pleasure in a flight with Anne and Charles Lindbergh as they fly North to the Orient , solace in a 'private chat with Charles Lamb, romanticism in The Rolling Years . This department of our school is one which demands much ingenuity on the part of the administrators . . . Librarians must attain mastery in the matter of inter- pretation . . . Questions range from the intelligent interrogation of the teacher: Will you please send me the blue book I used at this time last year , to the one produced by the innocent young freshman, Will you please hurry and give me 'Afloat in a Dishpan'! . . . The librarian often learns surprising things about this institution over which she reigns . . . In a recent library juzgr lf1iI'l1'r'Il test one pupil completed the following statement: Our library is catalogued according to the---system, with the word Duly Dismal . . . So the librarian has her trials and laughs, as do we all. Not to be overlooked is the training afforded a group of student helpers whose work may range all the way from general errand boy to library assistants . . . Their services are worthy and serve as a cooperative link between the student body and the library administrators. But what would our library be without Miss Clark? . . . Who can deny that she is the Sherlock Holmes of the school? . . . Her detecting eye can seemingly discern any midget book well concealed behind an army of books twice its size . . . With an almost alarming speed she can overcome even the sprinters of the track team as they escape through the wrong door . . . But thinking of the really serious side of her unceasing service, we agree that we know no one who gives us longer hours of service and a greater appreciation in book choices. A little library, growing larger every year, is an honor- able part of any school's history . . . A library is not a luxury but one of the necessaries of life . . . It is not only a place for work and study, but a source of limitless pleasure in leisure moments . . . Many a racked brain has been comforted by the inspiration born of quiet, meditative hours spent in the library. Thus our library is a mecca not onlyfor knowledge seek- ers but also for pleasure seekers . . . Here are served those who already have the tastes for good readingg here is a training ground for those whose reading tastes and reading habits need guidance . . . Proper stimulation in these responsive years may end in much happy leisure during old age.